Chapter 25

"No, I won't give you my phone, and I won't let you leave! Hud, I heard everything you said to Zion. You have to stay here and be with me," Selena insisted. It became clear that she had been pretending to sleep all along. She had smashed her phone with considerable force, and it became broken beyond repair. Watching my only means of communication destroyed made my patience wear thin, and I couldn't help but explode in anger. "What do you both want from me? Why do you want to keep me here? Selena, did you instruct Zion to do this? We're divorced now. Can't you just let me go?" As soon as I spoke, I regretted it. Selena had bipolar disorder, and I feared that my outburst might trigger a severe episode. I didn't know exactly what her episodes looked like, but from our brief interactions, I found them quite alarming. I was about to soothe her when I noticed that Selena remained eerily calm, staring at me with a blank expression. She turned to glance at the door, then down at the shat